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Vanya's POV:The oppressive tension in the air was almost tangible, pressing down on me as I huddled in the corner of the room, my mind reeling from the terrifying encounter with Cian. His presence had lingered long after he'd left, like a dark cloud that refused to dissipate, leaving my nerves frayed and my heart racing with the aftermath of what had just transpired. But then, out of nowhere, Cian's phone rung. The shrill tone cut through the silence, startling me. I watched as Cian's golden eyes flicked to the device in his hand, a look of annoyance crossing his features. For a moment, I held my breath, praying that whoever was on the other end of that call would somehow save me from this nightmare. Cian answered, his voice low and clipped, the usual arrogance muted as he listened to whatever was being said. I couldn't make out the words, but I saw the change in his expression-an irritation, a flash of something that almost looked like anger, before his expression settled ba
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Vanya's POV"He'll be fine," the healer assured us after what felt like hours of anxious waiting. "The poison is not lethal, but it's already beginning to clear from his system. He just needs rest and time to recover." My relief was so overwhelming that I nearly collapsed. The tears I had been holding back spilled over as I clung to Emily, her body shaking with the force of my sobs. The healer's words had brought some measure of comfort, but the emotional toll of the night was too much to bear. Emily held me, stroking my hair as she whispered soothing words, but I couldn't stop crying. The weight of everything-the fear, the guilt, the helplessness-crashed down on me like a tidal wave and I was powerless to stop it. That night, the house was shrouded in an oppressive silence, the atmosphere heavy with the aftershocks of the evening's events. I couldn't sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Cian's face, heard his voice, felt the terror that had gripped me so tightly. I l
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Vanya POV I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at my phone as the glow of the screen illuminated my worried expression. The comment I had posted under Cian's taunting message was still racking up likes and responses, a flood of reactions pouring in from all corners of the internet. People were taking sides, speculating, laughing, jeering-it was all one big, twisted circus. But the thrill of throwing Cian's arrogance back in his face had worn off. Now, doubt gnawed at me. Have I done the right thing? I couldn't tell if my response had been an act of defiance or a rash mistake. I had wanted to hurt him, to put him in his place, but the fear of retaliation lingered like a dark cloud. Cian was not the type to take public humiliation lightly, and I knew this spat was far from over. Lost in my thoughts, I nearly jumped when I heard a soft knock at the door. Marco stepped in, looking pale but determined. He was moving slowly, still recovering from the ordeal of that night, but
THE LUNA I NOW CRAVE CHAPTER 52
Vanya's POVLater that evening, Emilia prepared dinner with all of my favorite dishes, trying to lift my spirit after the past days events. The meal was delicious, but I could barely taste it. The tension and anxiety from everything that had happened were still weighing heavily on me, and i found it hard to enjoy anything. As we sat around the table, trying to make small talk, my phone buzzed on the table. I glanced at it and saw the endless notifications pouring in comments, messages, tags. The internet drama was still raging, and now it seemed to have taken on a life of its own. My heart sank as I opened my direct messages, only to be bombarded with questions from strangers--mostly women, asking me how my night with Cian had been, whether the rumors about him being a monster in bed were true. Some messages were crude, others curious, but all were intrusive, a reminder that my life was now fodder for public consumption. I scrolled through the messages, my stomach churning
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Cian POV I walked into the room where David was slumped against the wall, blood dripping from the gash across his face. The sight was unexpected, to say the least. David had always been one of my more reliable men---sharp, quick on his feet, and not prone to getting caught off guard. But now, here he was, looking thoroughly defeated, a crumpled figure nursing his wounds. My lips curled into a cruel smirk as I crossed the room, my footsteps echoing ominously in the silence. "Well, well, what do we have here?" I drawled, crouching down in front of David. "You really did let a weak, wolfless girl beat you up? Damn, David, you're getting rusty." David winced, both from the pain and the mockery in my tone. He looked up at me, his expression a mix of shame and frustration. "She had a silver dagger," David muttered defensively. "What did you want me to do? She was aiming to kill." I arched an eyebrow, leaning in closer. "And you're telling me that you, one of my best men, cou
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Vanya's POV:I walked quietly into Marco's room, my footsteps light on the hardwood floor. I grabbed the doorknob and pulled the door open. The room was dim, the soft glow of the lamp casting long shadows across the bed where Marco lay sleeping. I walked over to his bedside, His chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, the once-pale color of his skin slowly returning to a healthier shade. It was a relief to see him like this, to know that he was getting better after the horrific ordeal with Cian. I reached down to adjust his blanket, tucking it carefully around him. As I did, something hard and angular brushed against my fingers under the pillow. I hesitated, my heart skipping a beat as I pulled out a small, worn leather-bound journal. I knew instantly that this was one of my father's journals. But what was it doing here, under Marco's pillow? Glancing back at Marco to ensure he was still asleep, I slipped the journal under my shirt. I left the room quietly, a sense of unease
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Vanya's POVLater that day, I tried to push the journal and my father's warnings to the back of my mind, but they lingered like a dark cloud over my thoughts. Every time I looked at Marco, I saw the fear in my father's writing reflected in his eyes. And every time I tried to ignore it, the memory of my father's voice echoed in my mind, urging me to be careful. As the day wore on, I knew I couldn't just let it go. Whatever secrets Marco was keeping, I had to find out. If it was just a mere fight or not, I will find out. ******** I stepped out of my car and took a deep breath, trying to shake off the unease that had settled in the pit of my stomach since that morning. The journal weighed heavily in my bag, a constant reminder of the secrets it held and the tension that now colored my interactions with Marco. I had spent the entire weekend wrestling with what I had read. But now it was Monday, and I needed to focus. The familiar sights and sounds of my workplace offered
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